Awaken ****** feelings again, and I’m upset with myself
Await contestable screenings ahead with open wit

A little health as: what if I retain something?
You’re standing in close discussion, not knowing my sins

The breaking matched with the healing in step, they slowly stretch a rubber band
Making odds of the dealing at hand, and then pretend it’s alright

I’m not a man or a pig in a fight
Maybe I’ll wait by the road, that’s where the passersby go
Just trying to fight the feeling
just trying to fight a feeling
just trying to fight the feeling
just trying to fight the feeling

Home, some time alone
Alone, some time alone
Time alone, some time alone

Awaken ancient appealings again, and I’m upset with myself
A fated crack in the sealing of them. The former wept,

the latter fell so sick in such an act
I’m resting well, like it’s not the best that’ll ever happen

Away this temper concealment in pen, the white and red should make a bet
Awaken ****** feelings again, so I’m upset

And I can’t tell how happy I feel in trust,
But I’m still thinking a bit about it, the battered body
Just trying to fight the feeling
just trying to fight the feeling
just trying to fight the feeling
just trying to fight the feeling

Home, some time alone
Time alone, some time alone
Alone, some time alone

I’ve got something to say, but I don’t want to shout
Every moment I wait I’m more afraid to let it out
You’ve got nothing to say, I’ve got nothing to show
Makes a little date, late, fate, so it goes

The freedom that I want to have is written in a book, oh

Locked away in the clouds, let a whimper rain down
If they notice below it’s only soaking in the ground
Keeping figures in mind, writing faster than time
If you set it straight you finely break the quoted gate

The freedom that I want to have is written in a book
Freedom that I want to have is eaten in a booth, oh

Oh, to do it well
Oh, to do it well
Let’s keep dancing along

Poster framed in the hall, an idol of the stare
Likely to recall wall to wall what happens there
A vision to proclaim, one line of the page
If we’re reached by another age, there is no game

Freedom that I want to have is written in a book
The freedom that I want to have is sitting to a tune, oh

Here’s a tale so long regaled it’s trite unto a kid
Some time back, a man’s new hat invited so he hid
Matter that he did

Under cap, the mind just snapped, his skin has been replaced
The thin textile, his spirit nubile, the peer of id amazed.
Little that had changed.
Member of yesterday.

Go be both and choose to
Rectify no other’s rule
A man who throws the world, and A candy perfume girl

Incipient air into their heart, they self they knew had went
Trading out the grims of him a greener she invent
Wearing total mint,
Knowing nil of lint.

The scars of light behind her eyes from blocking out the son
Far archived, the molly perches letting out a growl
Mirror version said,
“We concede”, alleged

I become the rule
My body the monocle
A man who throws the world, and A candy perfume girl

I’ll do what I can
Maybe someday I’ll marry the ice cream man

Then high on some path a lowly branch, discreetly its hand clenched
The accessory suspended, gone unnoticed by that tenant
The pride of veil in lift,
the bribe of being him

Wearing views it’s hard to choose so nether forth do they
Upon a praise to unlock self praise, I cower into modes instead
Flatter, that she intended
The Hatter hold his question

I’m feeling stuck, it’s automatic
I drive my truck into traffic
Framed and cucked like Roger Rabbit
I’m driving up in automatic

I’m so bored tonight, baby
In my head I see a different fantasy
where i’m so borderline crazy and
never get my way

I’m feeling dumb
In autumn mad at
It’s just a girl I loved
I’m filled enough
With all the reservations
I rev it up in automatic

and it burns, and it burns, and it burns
When you hold me back it’s like we’re taking turns.

Undisciplined towards time, pining for involvement
Every object should act with autarky then present its packet in punctual succession
So I can just sit back, relax, and watch it happen
A shiny truck: in automatic.

Babydoll it’s nothing if you should take me away
On and on my time and my place I will betray
Leave it to me, it’s something that I’ve been wondering how
Thinking of love then seeing no pieces to spin around

Nothing comes easy, believing in a hint of a clue
Nothing comes easy, we’re living now on as joy’s rendezvous
And what am I proposed to do? I’m running straight out of view
Where I’m just biding my time, debating, while I wait for a girl like you

From a taunt I’m now not another wandering wild
Company of mother and child is the final gift
The debate about if it’s loathe of being alone
Knowing both and keeping a faith it’s the former one

Nothing comes easy believing in a hint of a clue
Nothing comes easy, we’re living now on as joy’s rendezvous
I didn’t know I’d need the cue
I’m just biting my tongue, defending, while I wait for a girl like you

Nothing comes easy, but nothing came as easy as you
Nothing comes easy, and something let me get too close to you
and what am I supposed to do? I really want love that’s true
I’m just biding my time, pretending, while I wait for a girl like you

No bed for beatle steven
Twist, shout, and shake
No bed for beatle steven
Clear away the drapes

No sleep for stoner steven
Dream wide awake
No sleep for stoner steven
Writes rhymes and play

Whatever process reveals the night
I follow like a babe
Faithful and docile in those ways,
The ends will be tied tight

No stop for singing steven
More songs to make
No stop for singing steven
No time to break

No bed for beatle steven
A restless fate

The effigy is burning,
Another broken banner of our times
These memories we’re earning,
They pass with no reflection from my mind

Does it feel so sharp? It’s from the bottom of my heart.
Does it feel so sharp? We’re at the bottom of my heart.

The earth and moon are flirting,
They’re twirling in a trepidatious way
The effigy is burning
The rock will crush us all at any day

Does it feel so sharp? We’re at the bottom of my heart.
Does it feel so sharp? It’s from the bottom of my heart.

The apple tree’s children are slowly fermented by the blaze
Our planet is honest and longs to rejoin the cosmic race

My heart is dented open,
It’s leaking out betrayals of its cage
The effigy is burning,
The rock should crush us all at any day

Does it feel so sharp? We’re at the bottom of my heart.
Does it feel so sharp? It’s from the bottom of my heart.

Light the fire, antics are keeping me ‘round about
for the rightest one, for the rightest one
Calm the young dramatics, you’re tolling it out abound
for the lie is spun

Come to the surface
I’m going 100% of the way, in circles
It’s leading us on and on, astray
so come to the surface

Where broken promises all line the way, and
All the wasted days are burning on, if I
Want to waste away, I’ll turn it on, and I’ll
Watch the wasted days all burning on, it’s a
Lot of wasted days, I’m turning it off and on

Unretired, it happens. Catches me on the run,
‘til the night is won

So come to the surface
I’m going approximately half of the way, the hurdles
are leading us off to draw a stage

And this one has drawn on the hand of this one, has drawn on the hand
Of this one, has blood on the hand of this one, has drawn on the hand

Broken promises all line the way, and
All the wasted days are burning on, if I
Want to waste away, I’ll turn it on, and I’ll
Watch the wasted days all burning on, it’s a
Lot of wasted days I’m turning it off and on

Roaming on, this is all blown away, and
All the wasted days are burning on, If I
Want to waste away I’ll turn it on, then’ll
Watch the wasted days all burning on, it’s a
Lot of wasted days I’m turning it off (and on)

and this one has drawn on the hand of this one, has blood on the hand
of this one, has drawn on the hand of this one, has drawn on the hand

Amber open, seasonal wax
Watch the leaves fall going nowhere
Watch the levels fall going nowhere fast
I’m not one to dodge
I’m a runner as matters cool to a stop

If they bury the answer would it make time again
If this witness can only see so far
Do they call it begin or end?

If I approach ever closer will the far side bend?
If I go running right after do I realize
I don’t have the deciding hand

And if there’s one thing you oughta know,
It’s that I’m the one who wants to,
It’s that I’m the one who wants to go
Missed in my absence?
No no no no no, keep this present tense

I’ll return in the fall
If I come back at all

I ain’t had a fairy thought in a while
I ain’t had a single day at the lake
Crying for a dairy cream like a child
But I guess it’s all on the way

I’ve been in a simple spot for a while
Where I don’t see a single spark in a day
Tag and let my mind run like a child
but I guess it’s all on the way
I guess it’s all on the way

I’m gonna let it slide away as a trial
Keepin’ my eyes up high on the lake
‘til I’m puttin’ ‘em down in the lines of the aisle
I guess it’s all on the way
I guess it’s all on the way

I’m not just sick of it, I’m upset-stomach-sick
But my body curls in tight ways
It’s not a hypocrite who walks so full of time
It must be the world or could I be that is sideways

Watch me where you push, I’m indented
Don’t look ashamed of invention

It’s dark and cruel, oh it kills my heart
The wretched many ways you take my world apart
It’s an art, but it’s not art - it’s an art, but it’s not art
If god wants to feel loved, I could spit in his mouth,
If she wants to be touched, I will do without

Bring the new tenant, a room-shy elephant
I sink where I sit, into no cushion
Where in the sickness learns to breathe and do its harm
Suffocate to outwit the **** hid by charm

On the mark where I fall I’m commended,
Seems to silly to act so offended

Ill, sinful ways that you tear me apart
I’m clawed upon by beasts of the heart
It’s an art, but it’s not art - it’s an art, but it’s not art
If god wants to feel loved, I could spit in his mouth,
If she wants to be touched, I will do without

If god wants to feel loved, I could spit in his mouth,
If she wants to be touched I will do without x2
It’s an art, but it’s not art
It’s an art, but it’s not art
It’s an art, but it’s not art
It’s an art, but it’s not art

All around I pick up sound and fill it in with verbs and nouns
Pain and gloom, or a happy tune, I masquerade the naked room
No faking this, no faking this, no faking this, no faking this

Mistaken as tough, then my ears thought they heard a voice say “enough, enough”
Mooing cow, at the lonely hour I will be up calling bluff
No faking this, no faking

For the wrong, wrong, wrongs reasons I’m feelin’ this tonight
And all I’m on’s a little hit of bitterness
When all I want’s a heroine who gives a lift
I’m singing all and feeling this, I don’t know if it’s a right instance

Up above I’ve come undone, so wrote a way to stay unsung
All online, a million miles, I’m spread across a thin divide
Where I would never play this, I will never play this, I will never play this, I will never play this

For the wrong, wrong, wrong, reasons I’m feelin’ this tonight
And all I’m on’s a little hit of bitterness
When all I want’s a heroine who gives a lift
I’m singing all and feeling this, I don’t know that it’s a right instance

Undelinquent dues and dates make fun of what is ours
We hit the glow and chase the closest star
It’s what we are

For the wrong wrong wrong reasons I’m feelin’ this tonight,
I will never play this,
No faking this,
For the wrong wrong wrong reasons I’m feelin’ this tonight,
Can merely translate life vague’s frame; this I found fit with my name
Spill the beans, they won’t know what it means until I quit my game

For the wrong, wrong, wrong, reasons I’m feelin’ this tonight
And all I’m on’s a little hit of bitterness
When all I want’s a heroine who gives a lift
I’m singing all and feeling this, I don’t know that it’s a right instance

All around I touch the ground and spell my name in utter brown

I came upon a ride and took it in my head
To keep the dream alive not sleeping in a bed
All hail a mother’s cry and it brings me from the dead
To sit unrecognized by furniture and friends

Yeah, yeah
Heyee, heyee, heyee,
Heyee, heyee, heyee
I wish the drugs still work

In my times of neediness I cling to favorites
Send lines obsequious and cast my only wish
Give this candle one more sigh, see my returns are in the red
Keep passing along the lie that’s ringing in my head
Yeah!

Heyee, heyee, heyee,
Heyee, heyee, heyee
I wish the drugs still worked
Yeah, yeah

As I only have one wish I thought that I could wish it first
Heyee, heyee, heyee
I wish the drugs still work

I lose at love
I’m feeling stupid
I’m proud enough
I call on Cupid

When life is draught
There’s nothing to it
Lose your bluff
Summon new recruitments

There’s nothing wrong
Desire is human
The wing man’s fletch is drawn
Come on, trust the music

Love on an aerial path
Surrender is useless
Be my wrath,
Be my justice

Though I speak with true intent
I look back often, and I don’t know what I meant
Like a rubber sneaker speaks, I’m trying it for weeks

Every dollar lost was spent
Yet I check my account and I don’t where it went
Ugly noise has painted me a tone rosy in the cheeks

A part to be with energy
A part to play I’m satisfied to wait

Though I hold my thoughts with greed
I view my writing, and I don’t know what to think
Ever if it’s this or that I can’t decide a fact

I know that this one, it stands for nothing
Inspired by a fly
Wanting and able, not asking why
They’re spoiled every time
Latching to something, lost in their eyes
Amusing half my mind
Better fixate on a tone
Than rather be alone

Though I love in self defense, I look around
And I don’t have any friends
My cup runs not-empty-yet but I don’t know how to get

Though I read a tear-soaked font,
I search my insides and I don’t know what I want
Something sweet that conquers me is always cheap or free

A part to be, with energy
A note to play, I can participate

I know that this one, it stands for nothing
Inspired by a fly
Wanting and able, not asking why
They’re spoiled every time
Latching to something, lost in their eyes
Amusing half my mind
Better fixate on a tone, than rather be alone

I cannot work for a smile
I’m walking every mile
In my head, I’m running past my hands
For my band, for my band

I put in more than a week
Some young lovers are going out to eat
Sigh in steam, why are we leaving and feeling incomplete?

It’s not enough, not enough
You gave me like, I wanted love
Held my hand, I held a glove
It’s not enough, not enough

Moot to motivate me while I’m wearing cuffs
Hey it’s not enough, na na na
Hey, it’s not enough, no no no
Hey it’s not enough, na na na
Hey, not enough

Going off wind, I feel the walls closing
Before I’m pinned, I’m clutching 4 again

It’s not enough, not enough
You gave me like, I wanted love
Held my hand, I held a glove
It’s not enough, not enough

Grow indebted to a broken empty trust
Hey it’s not enough, na na na
Hey, it’s not enough, no no no
Hey it’s not enough, na na na
Hey, not enough

Fed, not filled, and lastly packing, up
Hey it’s not enough, na na na
Hey, it’s not enough, no no no
Hey it’s not enough, na na na
Hey, not enough

It’s not enough, na na na

You’re done walking
You step off the jewels in your path, you’ve done away with that
I’m cold open
Calling all the muses in range without a ringing page,
without a ringing page

If she rides with Jimmy tonight I will not sit idly by,
I’ll be on my feet again at ten with scattered eyes
If she goes rides with him tonight I’m on repeat, by design
Tracing the cave again attent to satellites

It’s unspoken
You break at the part where it turns into the pedaled woods
I’m off walking
I’m building a view of the space above a single place,
above a single place

If she rides with Jimmy tonight I will not sit idly by,
I’ll be on my feet again at ten with scattered eyes

(If she rides with Jimmy tonight I will not sit idly by)
If she rides tonight
(I’ll be on my feet again, at ten with scattered eyes)
If she rides tonight
(If she goes rides with him tonight, I’ll be replete, by design)
If she rides tonight
(Tracing the cave again, attent to satellites)
If she rides tonight

You’re done walking
You step off the jewels in your path, you’ve done away with that
With that

If she rides with Jimmy tonight I will not sit idly by,
I’ll be on my feet again at ten with scattered eyes
If she goes rides with him tonight I’m on repeat by design,
Tracing the cave again attent to satellites

Broken fossil, the apostle stumbled over me
Dust is littered slowly covering
My perverse addition, seek permission to be strong
Grasping like an unskilled candy arm

If the world is a parasite
Let me ride, ride high
Let me ride, let live

Alighting hollows, lifting shallows, doing this for me
Letting insight show my destiny
Karmic payment, to your dismayment, they’re permanently scarred
By stepping on a waking dormant star

If the world is a parasite
Let me ride, let live
Let it ride, ride high
Let live, ride high
Let me ride, let live

So the world is a parasite
Let it ride, ride high
Let me ride, ride high
I’m alive, let live
I’m alive, let live, let live, let live

Upon this rock I found an untrue home
Relinquished thought to lie in sonic arms
Awaiting at latchkey, the ice of a daiquiri drained of its flavor and goal
Branded at start line the heroes of our time are shining then ***** as gold

They all rocked and rolled
Rocked, then rolled away
Rock and rolled away

Upon this rock I found an untrue home
If one second stops the minute overloads
To saunter is brave, but to ponder is fake, it’s a stalling of ****** needs
Rumors of my “me” have driven to mud plains, and now sip the oldest of teas
In a nasal tone, painted lonely
An angel is cold, it overtakes and saves me

Let me rock and roll
Rock and roll away
Rock then roll away

The details of a blessed devotion,
it lifts my many yokes
To keep me hanging on, and up,
I won’t live to float

Let me rock and roll
Rock and roll away
Rock and roll away
Rock and roll away

Upon this rock I found an untrue home
Only one mantra successfully haunts us without self-perpetual poke
Among the receivers and dreamers of fever, to everyone else it’s a joke

Let ‘em rock and roll
Rock and roll away
Rock then roll away

The other day I heard of a funny thing to me:
“a piece of paper folded up still says the same thing”
But if it’s ripped and shredded, it’s like confetti, tell me, do we lament?
You know you couldn’t read a lick of nonsense, couldn’t roll a cigarette

If I dive off the causeway to a line forever palls the little scrawl

Your eyes are stranded, panicked, from reading too in-between
Then you say, “some things on paper, honey, they were really meant for the screen.”

To a line with no off day, there to sign for a pause in moving on

A thousand planes, once were pages
Running bound, drumming stageless
Once I thought their wings were ageless
Turning bold, becoming wasted and free
I’m not what I used to be

No tablet rolling off the mountain will read “the world is gray”
So take me, nothing said or done is worth more than 1000 days

To a line off the causeway, there to sign of the times I was aligned

A thousand planes, once were pages
Running bound, drumming stageless
Once upon their wings were ageless
Turning bold, becoming wasted
I’m not what I used to be
I’m not what I used to be

One simply must take precaution, use great placement of trust
And in my part, overeager for some spell
At first sight, we know nothing, I am stupid and free
There’s a void for a reverie to take hold

Then partial way through a separate day
I’m surrounded by the thought of vow exchange

But it’s not even romantic
I believed the chosen match is to light itself, commanding,
But I don’t know, only your aura shows
I so wish that I wasn’t, I could be fixed on nothing
I swear I saw your eyes in tomorrow

On its face, the feeling’s baseless, it’s as sharp as a wheel
And we’re all trapped forever in our shirts
Do we share this bad surprise, was that May in your eyes?
Or am I, the overthinker, unconcurred?

Memory and projection play
show and tell like it’s a game, class has no shame

And it’s not even romantic
I believe the chosen match is to light itself, commanding,
Now I don’t know, only your aura shows
I so wish that I wasn’t, I could be cursed for nothing
I swear I saw those eyes in tomorrow

Separate day, made it partial way
I’m assaulted by the thought of endless days

And it’s not even romantic
I believe the chosen matches to light itself, commanding,
But I don’t know, only your aura shows
I so wish that I wasn’t, I could be fixed on nothing
I swear I saw your eyes in tomorrow
I don’t know only your aura shows,
I don’t know only your aura shows

We’ve got some sick condition huh
You’ve no idea of what you want
I make sure you don’t figure out
They live without and they are stoic proud

Sail away, sail away, ‘til I’m howling ‘bout it
Sail away, sail away, ‘til I’m howling ‘bout it
Sail away, sail away, ‘til I’m howling ‘bout it
Sail away, sail away, ‘til I’m howling ‘bout it

You’ve got this flower as your head
I’ve got this sour stinging stem
We’ll be content with some regret
Let’s sail it out and maybe dance to it

Sail away, sail away, ‘til I’m howling ‘bout it
Sail away, sail away, ‘til I’m howling ‘bout it
Sail away, sail away, ‘til I’m howling ‘bout it
Sail away, sail away, ‘til I’m howling ‘bout it


With the talent of a rebel monk
I’m in and out of a restless funk
It’s only hints we found in day
To be and let presence go it’s way

I had another one taken away
My baby, now sugar can’t turn me out
I had another one taken away

I had another one, take it away
my baby now, sugar I’m loaded out
Take it away I’ll follow you down

Take it away my sugar now, my mind is racing
You can’t help me without
taking me back to another place

Are you lifting me out of the wedding ring?
You can’t begin to gather, it’s a living face in spring
But how I’d be, bald and bined by speech

To fall like teeth if you rot away
Teeth if you rot away
Teeth if you away from me

I had another one take it away
my baby now, sugar can’t turn me out
Standing in shudders awaiting a cane

Lay the tape and shut it down
Adhering I’ll cover my sticky mouth
I had another one taking you out

***** of a pin and we’re losing skin
Wouldn’t you rather keep a timid grin
ingrained in space if you rot away

Looking back upon every attempt to weigh (having to weigh)
Countless masses all one in a blend, so weigh, having to weigh

Out of the wedding ring,
You can’t begin to gather, it’s a living face in spring
Of how I’d be: bald and bined by speech

To fall like teeth if you rot away
Teeth if you rot away
Teeth if you rot away from me

I think this time I’ve got something figured, I thought it then drawn on the sand
Release relief, intermissionaries drop off the end

We be this way, the prophets profit
Often it’s out of our hands
Needing a faith, it’s on-off awful
We all come and follow the plan

But this time let us be free of the memory, open your head
And this time don’t let me love you again

Without this background interference we’re hearing it clear and it’s fresh
If it’s a yes, a dalliance and a dance has thrown off the scent

We share space, the connection it stirs in me altruistic grace
You’ll always be the perfect no
No, I must send you away

This time let us be free of the memory
This time don’t let me love you again
Don’t call for me again, I’ll show you what I am

You took a piece and you died of something that I never knew
You took a piece and you died, it’s something that we’d never do

I thought about it, over my head, I found no peace
I thought about it, I walked around, there was nothing that I couldn’t see

Could you turn it around? There’s something that I’d need to see
What I mistook as a bow, they will forever hold thee

But which one was it?
The broken quest wins empty chest
Which is was it best?

Could you turn it around? From a mask, for I cannot know thee
We live on another ground, there the spirit never leeches me

over my head I found no peace

I see a corner market shop caught in the rain
The hope of a weekend leisure mob suddenly erased
What a waste, others shall replace

Everything I thought I’d dream about, presently awake
Shopping hearts are born to wander on, caught up in fate
It won’t wait, ***** is ***** is spayed

I’m ugly compared with wherever you are
But I wanna lose in vain
In fairness, I’ve been putting it off
But it’s time to make the conversation

Goodbye to pine wood derby car, caught up in reins
So what we’re displaced from a lot, give chaos praise
On a way, on a way back home

I don’t wanna be shared with wherever you are
So I gonna make it rain
Wasted the summer defending the ark,
Now I wanna watch the waters cave in

On a way, on a way back home

I long to see the market bottom from evil trade
Plant a strong a seed so purely rotten, grown in the shade
All betrayed, long misplaced, mispaid

I’m under attack in the Summer of George
Now I want to lose in vain
The walls cave in, I’m one with the sharks
How I need to move for respiration

I’m ugly compared with wherever you are
So I’m soaking in the rain
It’s unfair to wherever you are
So it’s time to make the conversation